innocent rose

A Tradgedy On The Way - Poem by innocent rose

Once there was a child born Mother and father at battle Against the selfish deeds A second child was born The first to be ignored and thrown Days go on to the third child And fourthNow she's lost in emptiness Not knowing who to tell Blue She was on the inside But to the outside bright Days go on and no one's help Agony and pain her life became And no one knows for it's best not to worry Cries she gave the moon And silence he returned one decision must be made for the happiness to be claimed Never to see a light she wished and The moon had finally answeredFor That night she met death To the end of a flower in the cruel desert